"The poor monk dare not stop the master from handling the case."
Fahai looked at Wang Zelong with sharp eyes and calmly said:
"The poor monk just has something to say!"
He glanced at Fahai coldly. At this time, Wang Zelong, whose mother had just died, had no good impression of the monks, and his tone was inevitably a little cold:
"If you have anything to say, feel free to say it. I'm busy with official duties and don't have much time to pay attention to a foreigner like you. Please keep your words concise and to the point, and keep your story short."
"Yes, sir!"
Fahai clasped his hands in front of Wang Zelong:
"Zen Master Wu Neng of Jinshan Temple colluded with evildoers and harmed the common people. It is true that he has committed a serious crime and cannot be forgiven. But the rest of the monks of Jinshan Temple are so innocent. If we let them go down the mountain and let them fend for themselves, it will inevitably lead to a lot of right and wrong, sir.
Poor management.”
"The poor monk is willing to request from your lordship to manage the Jinshan Temple so that I can be influenced by the true fruit of Buddha, understand the fundamentals of spiritual practice, and cut off the distractions of worldly affairs. I return your approval to the king."
Wang Zelong was originally an upright official. After hearing Fahai's words, he woke up from his anger, thought for a while, and asked:
"How can you manage Jinshan Temple well? Why should I trust you?"
Fa Hai smiled faintly, knowing that Wang Zelong had shaken his belief, so he took out an ultimatum from his arms and handed it over:
"This is the ultimatum for the poor monk, please take a look at it."
Earthly officials are like a living immortal Buddha, able to control all ghosts and gods in the world. If Fahai wants to gain a foothold in the mortal world, he must make good friends with the Hangzhou magistrate's office.
Otherwise, if Wang Zelong gives an order and finds a reason, Jinshan Temple can be wiped out.
When secular officials break away from their shackles and cause harm to the world, surpassing all demons and gods, officials at that time will no longer be gods and Buddhas, but evil ghosts and rakshasas.
Wang Zelong received the ultimatum, opened it and read it carefully, then looked over:
"You are Fahai, a highly virtuous monk conferred by Taizu of this dynasty. You come to manage Jinshan Temple. I can rest assured. I hope you will work conscientiously and walk on thin ice. Don't let this place of compassionate saints turn into a devil's cave of evildoers. Otherwise, you will end up in trouble."
When the time comes, don’t blame me for being ruthless and picking off your leader of the Six Yangs."
"Please follow your instructions."
Fa Hai once again put his hands together and saluted:
"The poor monk will definitely do his best to save all sentient beings."
…
After Jinshan Temple was handed over to Fahai for management, Wang Zelong walked to Zhang Yutang's side, waved his clothes, and knelt down:
"My Majesty, Wang Zelong, would like to thank the brave man for saving his life."
The moment Wang Zelong knelt down, Zhang Yutang stretched out his hand to help him:
"Sir, please get up quickly, please get up quickly, sir, you will guard this place and benefit all people. I can't bear such a big gift."
"The grace of saving a life is like rebirth, how can I not bear it?"
Wang Zelong smiled and said:
"You don't need to be restrained. You saved my life and you are my benefactor. I hope my benefactor will not regard me as one of those treacherous people who know their kindness but do not want to repay it."
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. In that case, no one with a passionate heart would just sit back and watch."
Zhang Yutang said:
"I'm just trying my best. I don't want monsters to harm anyone. I feel very sad for those who died. If I could have taken action in time, they might still be able to survive."
"A sage from our Song Dynasty once said that life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor, and none of us can grasp what has not happened yet."
Wang Zelong said:
"Why should I care about my benefactor? Life and death are inevitable for no one. It's just a matter of time."
…
After the greetings, Wang Zelong ordered several people to lift the giant snake's body, find a hidden place, and set it on fire. He also issued a hush-hush order about this evil incident.
Be sure not to spread this matter to avoid causing panic among the people. After all, we often hear about gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas, which is different from seeing them in real terms.
After leaving Jinshan Temple, Wang Zelong waved goodbye to Zhang Yutang, took a group of government officials, and headed back home with a heavy heart. He felt uneasy when he came and felt heartbroken when he left.
His mother, who had been old for many years, was buried in the belly of a snake with no bones left. Wang Zelong was devastated and regretted that he had not resolutely stopped his mother from believing in ghosts and gods.
If it had been stopped early, maybe none of this would have happened.
But in this world, where are the ifs? What has happened will not change.
When I returned home, I found the clothes and jewelry that my old mother had worn. I was so sad at the scene that I couldn't help but burst into tears. Then I suppressed my sadness, found a geomantic treasure land, and built a tomb. Every night, in silence,
When the time came, they all came to their mother’s grave and secretly wept:
"This is a world that respects people. There shouldn't be so many gods, devils and monsters. One day, I will work hard to make all the gods and Buddhas in the sky disappear."
Walking on the way back to Baiyi Lane, the four of them felt very heavy, especially Li Yong. His own Qi cultivation was slightly better than that of his own master, but when something happened, he couldn't help his own master.
I felt very ashamed and secretly made up my mind:
"I have been favored by the young master and given him the Yangyang Chapter of the True Sutra that can help you learn about immortality. If I can't solve some troubles for the young master, what's the point of staying here."
However, Abao was young and quickly recovered his emotions. He looked at Zhang Yutang walking in front and asked:
"Sir, is that monk who flew from the sky a god? Why can he manage a temple just by giving Mr. Wang an ultimatum?"
"That monk is not a god."
Zhang Yutang, who was walking in front, slowly adjusted his mood and deliberately let things distract him:
"Now that you have started practicing the **Sūtra, I will briefly explain to you what practice is all about."
"There are many people who practice Buddhism in this world. Old people often say that there are gods three feet above their head. These gods do exist. The gods have vast supernatural powers, monitor the heavens, and are worshiped by all living creatures in the nine heavens and ten earths."
"The gods receive divine power when they accept the incense from all living beings. Depending on the amount of incense they receive, the divine power is also different. According to the amount of divine power, the gods are also divided into high and low status. Some gods have high status and some have low status."
"Because the gods accept the incense from all living beings, when all living beings pray, the gods must provide strength and do things for all living beings. Otherwise, when the gods do not work, everyone will change the gods they believe in and believe in other gods. Over time, the gods will no longer have the incense.
If you make offerings, you will fall off the altar."
"So, the so-called gods are all created by themselves and worshiped by themselves. There are no gods in the world. If there are more people worshiping them, then there will naturally be gods."
"Immortals are different. The biggest difference between immortals and gods is that through their own practice, immortals constantly strengthen their essence and spirit, improve the essence of life, and reach a state of immortality and the same life span as heaven and earth."
"Immortals have nothing to do with living beings. They are just the sublimation of one's own life. Even if no one worships immortals, they are still immortals."
"Of course, there are some immortals who, after reaching a certain level of cultivation, find it difficult to improve their cultivation. They will also manifest spirits, receive incense from all living beings, and become half-gods and half-immortals."
"That's all I know. These are all simply written down in the back of the booklet when my master Tianyi taught me how to draw talismans."
"In addition to people, many things in this world can be worshiped as gods by the world. Many things can also be cultivated into immortals by chance. Some non-human beings, after successful cultivation, are often called "gods" due to panic and fear in the world.
They are spirits, fairies, etc."
After hearing this, Li Yong, Abao, and Xu Jiaorong felt that a novel door slowly opened in front of everyone under the young master's narration, and it was full of mystery and excitement.
Gods, immortals, and demons, what a vast and vast world it is?
The three of them could not help but feel fascinated and excited.
The four of them chatted and soon arrived at Zhang's Mansion in Baiyi Lane. When they returned home, Xu Jiaorong went to prepare food, while Li Yong and A Bao practiced Qi and martial arts in the open space.
Especially since Po has just started practicing martial arts, he seems to understand a lot of things. Fortunately, with Li Yong's careful teaching, he has never made any big mistakes.
After Zhang Yutang returned home, he sat in the courtyard in front of a square stone table, closed his eyes and thought hard:
"In the Jinshan Temple, when I sacrificed my life and struck out that sword, the man and the sword merged, and the divine light was bright. That feeling was very similar to the realm of the unity of man and sword described in the Great Invisible Destruction Sword Qi."
"The man and the sword merge into one, the man is the sword, and the sword is the man. From then on, the man and the sword are not separated, just like one body, and can exert three times their own strength."
"The sword moves in the sword art of the Great Invisible Destruction Sword Qi include the Sword of Killing, the Sword of Nature and the Invisible Sword. Over the past few days, I have only grasped the sword intention of the Sword of Killing. According to the sword art,
Only by mastering the sword of nature and realizing the unity of heaven and man can you have the opportunity to cultivate the kendo of the sword of man and woman."
"But at that moment, what triggered the fusion of man and sword?"
Sitting in front of the stone table, Zhang Yutang silently recalled every detail, trying to restore the state as he was at that time. Perhaps if he understood the key, he could unite man and sword at any time and dominate the world.
"At that moment, I forgot about myself and just wanted to use the sword in my hand to kill the snake demon in front of me."
"At that moment, I had the enemy, the snake monster, in front of me, and I had the Excalibur in my heart."
"At that moment, I believed that the sword in my hand could do everything for me."
"At that moment, I felt that I was the sword, and the sword was myself, one and the same, indistinguishable from each other."
Zhang Yutang fell into an epiphany in front of the stone table, forgetting everything. There was only the sword in his heart. The sword technique of invisible destroying sword energy slowly started to circulate in his body. The sword embryo in his dantian released wisps of sword light, removing the sword energy from his body.
of all impurities.
Some of the sword light emitted through the acupuncture points, cutting vertically and horizontally, cutting all the surrounding stone tables and benches into pieces.
Li Yong and Abao, who were practicing martial arts, felt the majestic sword intent and rushed over. Seeing all this, they couldn't help but feel a little shocked:
"Young Master's swordsmanship has improved again."
Sonorous!
The sword hanging on Zhang Yutang's waist made a long sound and was automatically unsheathed.
As loud as a stream flowing across the river, the pure sound vibrated, and the entire simple sword body suddenly burst into light. The clouds and clouds vibrated, and a dragon roared and a tiger roared. Then it turned into a stream of light, which went straight towards Zhang Yutang's dantian and disappeared.
"This is a treasure. The sword on the young master's body is a fairy treasure. Has it been refined by the young master now?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature registered members to recommend this work, your